All posts tagged: Engagements

Just Breathe.

“It’s sad, I don’t want to,” I said, turning away from his outreached laptop. “Just watch it, it’s cute!” “I already know what happens. He loses his candy and can’t find it. Sad.” As Jared tried to get me to watch the latest viral animal video, the one of a raccoon who loses his candy (or so I inferred from the tweets and facebook posts I’d seen about it), I kept refusing. I already know what happens. The adorable creature loses his candy. He’s confused. It’s a metaphor for all of humanity. The truth is, I’ve been feeling more raw lately. A little more sensitive than usual. A little less tough. I don’t think I could handle this raccoon. I’m not sure if it’s the recent holiday season, the scrappy nature of my current career, or the fact that our wedding is less than two months away (*screams internally*) but I’ve felt a little bit like a porcupine on its back: vulnerable. I’ve struggled with blogging about being engaged and planning our wedding, since the last thing …

The Power of Choosing Your Love

The further I burrow into the messy and mulchy business of planning a wedding, the more I’ve been thinking about the concept of free will. I’ve been thinking about freedom of choice. Jared and I have “chosen” to have a rather large wedding and have “chosen” to make sure certain things are at this wedding (food, booze, music, hopefully a kickass magician) but in reality was it just societal pressure making the choice for us? Was it all preordained in the land of Martha Stewart and Pinterest? Did I even want an assortment of cheeses and crackers as an appetizer!?? (Yes. The answer is always “yes” when it comes to cheese). Anxiety often has the habit of grabbing hold of the reins and making it feel like we’re simply along for the ride. This can feel especially true when we are trying to pursue love in our lives. Wedding planning has definitely been poking awake my anxiety. Which then makes me think about how I got here. It has made me think a lot about how …

What to know if anxious about getting engaged

What I’m Not Supposed to Tell You About Getting Engaged

I shouldn’t be telling you this. In fact, if movies have taught me anything about engagements and weddings, I should point-blank lie to you. Because apparently when someone gets engaged it is supposed to be sunshine and flowers and winged-babies playing trumpets in the sky above. Delirium should set in like a soft coma of powdered sugar and wine. But for me, getting engaged was a bit like a haunted house ride I gleefully ran towards and then found myself happy, scared, and nauseous all at the same time. Because my blog is about dating, I’ve been afraid to write about getting engaged. Because my blog is supposed to be about you, I didn’t think people would want to read about me.  Somewhere along the way I heard too many voices talking about “content strategy” and staying “on brand” and making sure everything serves the audience. I lost myself. I fear I’ve lost my voice. I haven’t written a straight-up honest, from Hattie, this is me, hang-on-let’s step-into-my-office-and-talk-about-my-bowel-movements post in a long time. I’m sorry …